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The Bus

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It was one of those unbelievably hot and muggy summer days. Of course, the Civic's air conditioner wasn't working. I'd been helping my brother move some furniture at his apartment, and as I drove home through some of the city's neighborhoods I was wearing a torn t-shirt, elastic-waist shorts, and possibly the rattiest old pair of sneakers ever seen. Correction -- make that just shorts and sneakers. The t-shirt was so sweat-soaked and dirty that I'd taken it off to wipe my face and neck, tossed it on the seat next to me, and now I was enjoying what little air was coming in through the car's open windows. I was tired -- moving furniture is hard work -- and more or less driving on autopilot, when a pair of girls standing on a corner caught my eye. I sometimes have trouble estimating how old a girl is, especially a city girl, because from the age of about 13 on they all look so damn good. Guessing, I'd say these two could be like 15, 16 max. And no pun intended, they were fucking HOT. The one on the left, the blonde, had too much makeup and a white t-shirt that was cut off just slightly below a huge pair of tits. Enormous, perfectly round tits. She didn't have a bra on--you could tell by the way them things bounced and swayed in unison, covered by only the smallest fraction of her cut-off t-shirt. It was the kind of shirt that makes you hope she drops her keys, just so you could watch her bend over to pick them up. She wore low-rise denim shorts that were cut off just short of her chubby ass cheeks, with just a hint of a round little belly sticking out slightly over the front. Plastic flip-flops completed the look, a look that only a truly hot (and slightly trashy) teen who wants to stop traffic can pull off. Her friend caught my eye in a different way. She had long, dark hair, olive skin, beautiful eyes, and was also extraordinarily well-endowed. She wore a pale blue halter top that exposed all of her back, plenty of cleavage, and fit snugly enough that it sort of forced her tits to squeeze out the sides of the halter. The Golden Globes, I thought to myself. Tits that ooze out the side of a halter top have always gotten me hard, and these were definitely oozing. (So was I.) I could see white tan lines on the sides of her breasts where they strained out of the halter. Darker blue short-shorts, long, tanned and beautiful legs and a pair of sandals finished off her somewhat neater (but no less hot) look. Standing on the corner talking and laughing, they HAD to know they were attracting attention -- hell, they were DRESSED to attract attention. Before I even got to the traffic light they had ME at attention, too -- that's for sure. As I eased up to the intersection, I unconsciously pulled my dick out of the elastic waistband of my shorts and started rubbing it -- that's how unbelievably hot these two were. They just didn't BUILD girls with tits and asses like this when I was 16, and these two got me from zero to fully erect in nothing flat. By the time I'd crept almost all the way up to the traffic light, I'd pulled my cock and balls BOTH above the waistband, rubbing and pulling and cupping the head of my dick in my hand, pulling up and down with my fingertips, and rubbing drops of pre-cum up and down the underside of my dick with my fingertips. Meanwhile, the elastic waistband was pressing up against the underside of my nuts. I pulled up to the traffic light still rubbing my cock. I wound up being the second car in line at the light, about six feet short of these two honeys. I remember thinking as I stared at them and stroked that it doesn't get much better than this -- an otherwise uneventful drive had turned into a chance encounter with two hot as hell babes, and me sitting just a few feet away pulling my pud. Not a bad afternoon. Unfortunately the light changed, and the traffic behind me meant that I had to move. Covering my stiff prick with one hand, I made a quick right turn and started around the block for another look. As I came around again, I could see that Blondie and her friend were still on that same corner, when it suddenly dawned on me that they were waiting for a bus. Can't get much by me. Meanwhile, I was getting so hot that I'd pushed my shorts down around my ankles and was driving pretty much completely nude -- in broad daylight -- toward these incredibly erotic young babes. As I eased the car up to them for a second time, I pulled my t-shirt across my lap -- I really didn't need them calling the cops. But by this time I was really aroused, and grabbing furiously at my dick through the t-shirt. The light changed again and I made one more right, shirt still across my lap, starting around the block for a third and (hopefully) final pass. By this time, I was determined to shoot the whole wad right there in the car, right into my t-shirt if I had to. I love jerking off while surreptitiously watching beautiful girls, and with any luck, I'd wind up in the same place I was before -- about six feet short of them -- and shoot my load of spooge while they were right in front of me, with only the dashboard of the car and the t-shirt in my lap between us. But as I finished my loop around the block, I was disappointed to see them getting onto a bus. Well, OK-- not THAT disappointed, because I'd already passed the point of no return. I already KNEW that I was going to shoot a load right there in the car. Hell, just THINKING of the sight of them had me hot enough to blow. My dick was doing that little twitchly dance that it does when it's about to unload, so I real quick backed off and let it go, delaying the orgasm that was inevitable and delighting in the sensation. I pulled my shorts most of the way up again to about mid-thigh, to where they met the t-shirt in my lap -- no sense getting locked up this close to a climax -- and followed the bus for a couple more blocks. I was gently playing with my cock again, enjoying the feeling as it got even harder, hoping I'd get just one more sight of them before I shot my load. And I saw them again soon enough. After three or four blocks the bus made a right and there they were, sitting on the right-hand side of the bus, about halfway back. They seemed to be just about the only people on the bus; Blondie was closest to the window, but I could see both of them laughing and talking, at least from about boob-height on up. I was so-o-o-o close to a climax, but the sensation was so delicious I wanted to hang onto it as long as I possibly could before I shot (which was probably going to be soon). I continued to follow the bus while gently -- gently -- caressing my dick. I didn't want to cum right this very second, but the pressure was building and I knew a load was going to cum very soon and very hard. The bus kept going with me in tow for another minute or so, my mind replaying their hot young looks and my nakedness covered by only a t-shirt thrown in my lap. I could see Blondie's tits swaying, visualize the gentle folds of her girlfriend's tanned skin where the side of her breasts escaped her halter top, see their long, sexy legs disappear into the briefest of shorts. Oh yeah, a major, major load was most definitely imminent. Suddenly, another traffic light, a big intersection, and -- oh, Jesus, how lucky can one guy get? -- there was a right-hand turn lane! A fucking right-hand turn lane, right next to the bus! The bus was stopped for the light, there was absolutely no one in the right-turn lane and no one standing on the corner! If I was lucky, I'd be able to sneak up and get one last look at them from not-too-far-away before I came. I pulled quickly into the right turn lane while frantically pulling my shorts down to my ankles, throwing the t-shirt aside and yanking my cock and balls like a man possessed. I was so fired up I knew that just that one last look at them would make me cum like a freight train. Incredibly, I managed to put the Civic's driver's seat almost directly below them. There they were, all hot and sitting just above me in the middle window of the bus. There I was, nude and stroking furiously to the big finish. I glanced up for that one last look that would make me cum... ...and to my shock, horror and delight saw that BOTH of their faces were pressed against the glass, staring down at me with their mouths open! That did it. Seeing them staring at me just absofuckinglutely did it. There are two gorgeous teens two feet to my left and three feet above me, staring at me. Me, I'm stark naked and jerking off like a wild man. I'm pumping a cock that's about to shoot an all-time load and staring right up at the two of them. I have absolutely no choice. I can't do much of anything but cum, even if I wanted to. I just fucking ERUPT, blasting out the biggest, juiciest, wettest, most intense load I've ever blown. This was the single most exciting thing I've ever experienced -- two totally hot girls are just four feet away, watching me pump out the load of my life! No time to cover up, no time for t-shirt, for paper towels, for ANYTHING to catch the cum. Just wave after shuddering wave of this massive spooge eruption. Jizz flies everywhere as I continue to hammer -- out the window, all over my chest, my legs, my face, over the steering wheel and up to the windshield. I locked eyeballs with both of them as I continued to jerk off. Delirious doesn't begin to describe it. Watching them watch me made me cum even harder. Each spurt was starting somewhere back near my asshole and getting a running start, and these two were watching from four feet away as I watched them watch me! Their eyes didn't seem to know where to go next. They went from staring into my eyes, to gaping at my dick and balls heaving their liquid load all over the place., then to my right fist pumping my cock as hard as it could. It probably lasted only a few seconds, but it felt like an hour as I came and came and came in full view of these teen goddesses. They didn't even seem to blink as my cock continued to pump semen -- they just stared, transfixed, at every bit of it. I didn't take my eyes off them once -- watching them watch me cum just made my climax more intense. I thought my balls were going to implode from pumping so much spooge. I'm coming so hard, my balls actually HURT. When I finally finished cumming, I was dazed. I was seeing stars. I think I was only semi-conscious. I KNOW that I was incredibly messy with the last squirts of pearly white jizz dribbling down over my fist. I was doing a little involuntary convulsion sort of thing. Never, never had I had such an intense climax, and my entire body was still lit up and shuddering with the after-effect as my goddesses continued to stare and point, mouths open. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the light changed and the bus started pulling away. I shuddered again and paused for a moment -- partly because I didn't want to pull out first and have them see my license plate, and partly because I was still kind of stupefied -- and as they rolled off, I could see both of them looking back, faces plastered against the window, mouths still open but starting to laugh. I quickly made the right turn and somehow got the hell out of there -- the freeway was only a couple of blocks away, and I got out of there right quick, trying to balance the needs of driving a car with the absolutely mind-numbing orgasm I'd just experienced. I never saw them in person again. But I've never forgotten them, either, nor that once-in-a-lifetime load. Or, for that matter, all the loads I've shot just THINKING about that day...